Song Ciwan was unaware of what transpired after she left, but out of an abundance of caution, she led Xie Yunxiang through a dozen or so streets before finally stopping.
By this time, they were dozens of miles away from the scene of the incident.
The Illusory Nether City was enormous. Xie Yunxiang recalled some information he had read before. "The Illusory Nether City opens at the end of every year, but those who come out never seem to mention its true size. They only say they never saw its end, and that the visible parts seem no smaller than Pinglan City."
Then, Xie Yunxiang gave a bitter smile. "They also rarely go into detail about their experiences in the Illusory Nether City... Now I see why. No wonder they're unwilling to talk. If it were me, I wouldn't want to say anything either."
'What's there to talk about? It's just killing Ghost Spirits and killing people.'
